“The white man will never be alone. Let him be just, and deal kindly with my people. For the dead are not powerless.”

“The white man will never be alone. Let him be just, and deal kindly with my people. For the dead are not powerless.”

“Teach your children what we have taught our children, that the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of the earth. If men spit upon the ground, they spit upon themselves. This we know: the earth does not belong to man - man belongs to the earth. This we know. All things are connected like the blood that unites one's family. All things are connected.”

“Take nothing but memories, leave nothing but footprints!”

“Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.”

“The white man will never be alone. Let him be just, and deal kindly with my people. For the dead are not powerless.”

“My people are few. They resemble the scattering trees of a storm-swept plain...There was a time when our people covered the land as the waves of a wind-ruffled sea cover its shell-paved floor, but that time long since passed away with the greatness of tribes that are now but a mournful memory.”

“The earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth.All things are connected like the blood that unites one family.Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it.Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.The earth is sacred and men and animals are but one part of it.Treat the earth with respect so that it lasts for centuries to come and is a place of wonder and beauty for our children.”

“When the last red man shall have perished from the earth and his memory among the white men shall have become a myth, these shores will swarm with the invisible dead of my tribe. The white man will never be alone. Let him be just and deal kindly with my people, for the dead are not powerless.”

“What is man without the beasts? For if all the beast were gone, man would die of a great loneliness of the spirit.”

“Day and night cannot dwell together. The Red Man has ever fled the approach of the White Man, as the morning mist flees before the morning sun.”

“Like a man who has been dying for many days, a man in your city is numb to the stench.”